Here’s to the mom that watches her babies grow from dirty children to wild teenagers to level headed, successful adults all because of her patience and strength throughout their lives.
Here’s to the mom who lets her children do what they love, even if that involves a little bit of danger. To the mom that has watched her child get bucked off a bull, race a fast horse or plow a field for the first time alone and after hiding her sigh of relief when it’s over, let’s them do it again tomorrow.
Here’s to the mom that pushes her children to dream bigger and follow their passion, even if it means leaving home and her. To the mom that accepts that some dreams are just too big, but lets her children dream anyways. To the mom that picks you up when you fail and sets you on the right path again.
Here’s to the mom that gives up her Saturday’s and week nights to drive a truck and trailer to the practice pens, rodeos and shows, pays the check and scoops manure; just for the reward of pure excitement on her child’s face.
Here’s to the mom that never gives up. That never lets a calf die without trying every option, will try every parts store to fix the tractor and will make sure the job is done no matter the weather.
Here’s to the mom that will give up her favorite job on the farm, if that’s what her child wants to do. To the mom that will show her love of the land through her actions and pass that onto her children. To the mom that never puts herself before her family or the farm.
Here’s to the mom that works all day and then comes home to work even harder. Fixing fences and field dinners, plowing through farm bills and dirt, she does it all with a determination her children hope they can one day match.
Here’s to the mom that is the heart of the farm, the one that makes sure everyone has clean pants, dry socks, and a hearty breakfast each day. The one that cries with you when the cow doesn’t make it and then helps get the tractor to drag it off. The one that feeds the calves when you forget, keeps track of the truck keys you’ve lost and always makes sure there are snacks on long days.
Here’s to the mom that raises children on the farm that can go from dirty boots to heels and a dress, and feel comfortable in both. To the mom that raises children that can handle their own finances, do a load of laundry and cook a good meal.
Here’s to the mom that gets different ears tags just because the color isn’t right, to the mom that will run from the barn to house time and time again without complaint, to the mom that has the strength to hold back the herd and the patience to deal with the herders.
And to me, that takes one heck of a woman.
I don’t know about you, but our farm wouldn’t be the same place without our Mom.
Here’s to you, Mom. We sure do love you.